To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-378 |
| Words | 371 |
Mon. 3.-We had our Quarterly Meeting, followed by a
love-feast, at which many spoke without reserve; and several
of them admirably well; showing that with the fear of the
Lord is understanding. Tues. 4.--I met the select society, most of them walking in
glorious liberty. Afterwards I went to Wentworth-House, the
splendid seat of the late Marquis of Rockingham. He lately
had forty thousand a year in England, and fifteen or twenty
thousand in Ireland. And what has he now? Six foot of earth,
A heap of dust is all remains of thee! 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be. The situation of the house is very fine. It commands a
large and beautiful prospect. Before the house is an open view;
behind, a few acres of wood; but not laid out with any taste. The green-houses are large; but I did not observe anything
curious in them. The front of the house is large and magnifi
cent, but not yet finished. The entrance is noble, the saloon
exceeding grand, and so are several of the apartments. Few
of the pictures are striking : I think none of them to be
compared with some in Fommon Castle. The most extra
ordinary thing I saw was the stables: A Square, fit for a royal
palace, all built of fine stone, and near as large as the old
Quadrangle at Christ-Church in Oxford. But for what use
were these built? To show that the owner had near three
score thousand pounds a year ! O how much treasure might
he have laid up in heaven, with all this mammon of unright
eousness | About one I preached at Thorpe, to three or four
times as many as the preaching-house would have contained;
and in the evening to the well-instructed and well-behaved
congregation at Sheffield. O what has God wrought in this
town | The leopard now lies down with the kid. ed. 5-Notice was given, without my knowledge, of my
July, 1786.] JOURNAL. 341
preaching at Belper, seven miles short of Derby. I was
nothing glad of this, as it obliged me to quit the turnpike-road,
to hobble over a miserable common. The people, gathered
from all parts, were waiting.